Kofi thanks to: Flowersky
Cheongyeon stifled a small groan and scanned the interior with anxious eyes. The floor was full of dried blood, and all kinds of tools were strewn on the desk behind him. The iron chains and rusty shackles scattered here and there were also stained with blood. Anyone could see that it was evidence of a person being tortured.
Muwon tossed his jacket on the desk, unbuttoned his shirt sleeves and rolled them up. Blue tendons were sprouting from his muscular forearms, which were smooth and strong like a fish. He pulled a chair in front of Cheongyeon, who was frozen on the floor.
With the back facing forward, he spread his legs and sat astride his chair. Muwon, leaning his arm against his back, held a sharpened blade loosely in his hand. It was a knife sharp enough to be used to cut ship ropes.
Cheongyeon naturally got down on his knees and looked up at Muwon. Muwon tilted his head and looked down at him in turn. Cheongyeon’s lightly-pigmented eyes were shaking wildly. He was concentrating all his attention on the knife Muwon was holding.
“You know what?”
Muwon tapped the top of his backrest with the tip of his sword.
“I… don’t know.”
“Why does everyone who comes in here react the same way? I’m the one using the knife, but you care more about the knife than me.”
In any case, right now, Cheongyeon couldn’t hear Muwon’s words properly.
‘The reason he wanted me to be captured alive must have been so that he could kill me himself.’
Even so, he couldn’t tell him why he shouldn’t kill him.
“About the janitor service…”
Cheongyeon hastily came up with the excuse he had been making up before his mind went blank.
“I… lied about it.”
Cheongyeon clenched his hands on his thighs and continued to look up at Muwon. Regardless of whether Muwon knew he was lying or not, he chose to confess. Over the past two weeks, he had envisioned his reunion with him in many different ways. Among many imaginations, there were situations where torture was imminent.
Since he had been dragged here, he wouldn’t be able to get out with vague excuses. Since he had to live in Cheonghwa Town anyway, he had to settle the matter with Peira one way or another.
Fortunately, Muwon just kept an eye on Cheongyeon as if telling him to continue. Cheongyeon hunched his shoulders to look as calm and obedient as possible.
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“Then it makes sense for a bastard like that to go on a trip, right?”
“About the trip too… It’s also a lie. I was… running away.”
At that, Muwon, who was holding his knife, immediately grabbed his hair. As his head suddenly lifted up, Cheongyeon grabbed the back of the chair in front of her, “Ugh!”
“Why?”
“…I- I was scared.”
Muwon twisted one side of his lip with a somewhat absurd expression.
“Peira… Tae Muwon keeps coming after me, and I don’t know why, and I’m so scared.”
“I don’t remember being your top fan?”
Muwon let out a laugh.
“At the bar, that day… you tried to pull out my tongue…”
Cheongyeon quietly brought his two trembling hands together.
“It’s still so… scary.”
The reason he ran away was because he was scared. Muwon felt like he had suffered a blow by the apothecary in front of him.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the apothecary. The delicate-looking eyes were moist, and the reddened corners gave the viewer a strange feeling. Although he had never engaged in sodomy before, he was as damn pretty as Tae Cheonoh said. Having caught Tae Muwon’s eye, it wasn’t wrong to say that his fate was ill, as rumors have said.
“Should the scared bastard live up to my expectations?”
Muwon held the blade to Cheongyeon’s defenseless neck. The sharp tip of the knife pressed down on his neck as a drop of water fell from his terrified eyes.
“What would happen if I killed you here? If Cheonghwa Town sinks, I will sink with it.”
A thin stream of blood flowed down Cheongyeon’s neck. Cheongyeon let out a short breath.
“I heard…! I heard Peira is looking for the Hwa clan.”
Cheongyeon shouted softly, lowered his gathered hands, closed his eyes once, and then opened them.
“Do such… people who really exist? I think it’s just a legend… If the Hwa clan dies, will the continent really be submerged?”
Cheongyeon, who was muttering, suddenly raised his wet eyes.
“Do you really think I’m from the Hwa clan?”
Were those innocent eyes genuine? A surprising expression passed by. His face was filled with confusion as though he was thinking ‘is this why he’s chasing after me?’
If the apothecary was truly a Hwa clan, would he be the first to bring it up?
The rumors about the Hwa clan and the continent were so famous that even apothecary could not have known about them. He wasn’t entirely sure if it was acting or real. The most absurd thing was that he was thinking about something like this. Muwon muttered, feeling awkward with himself.
“Fuck. My instincts are all dead.”
Muwon put away his blade. Instead of letting Cheongyeon go, he grabbed his old shirt and tore it from top to bottom. Suddenly, he pressed down on Cheongyeon’s chest, who was astonished, and this time tore off his pants. As if not wanting to get hurt while struggling, Cheongyeon froze as the blade slid by.
After removing all of his clothes, Cheongyeon curled up as much as he could, shivering. His eyes filled with wariness and disgust seemed to be looking at the guy who was going to violate him by force.
“I promised not to eat assholes instead of pussies.”
“So don’t worry,” Muwon, who was misunderstood, assured graciously.
At that moment, Cheongyeon’s face was colored with shock. His curled body even covered his ears. Looking at that, Muwon suppressed a laugh.
A guy who even worked at a cheap bar pretended to be innocent. He knew very well how harsh words were exchanged there, but it wasn’t the same. If the twins had been the same that day, he would have slit their throats… he couldn’t do that because he was concerned about that guy.
He wondered if there was a noble nobleman sitting inside the bar table. The apothecary couldn’t hide his mixed feelings of disgust toward a guy like him and was busy despising him. Looking back, he wasn’t so shrewd as to lie and hide his feelings.
‘I’ll find out soon enough.’
Then, Muwon slashed one of his palms with a knife.
Cheongyeon looked at him in surprise as he suddenly hurt himself. He covered Cheongyeon’s mouth with his blood-dripping hand.
“Hmph!”
Cheongyeon resisted, but from the beginning, there was no way to escape Muwon’s clutches. Blood poured out of Cheongyeon’s throat as he was helpless to open his mouth because even his nose was blocked. He looked up at Muwon in disbelief at the act of forcibly feeding his blood.
Muwon removed his hand only after checking the loudly ringing gulping sound.
“Cough, ugh! Cough… !”
He lifted Cheongyeon, who was coughing at the blood filling his mouth, to his feet. The face that was a white as a sheet stained with blood was very frightened by the other’s incomprehensible actions.
Muwon looked at Cheongyeon’s naked body as he gasped for air.
From the impossibly pretty face, through the pointed nipples, to the curled toes underneath the white, hairless genitals like a baby. From the back, from the sexy nape of the neck to the slightly fleshy round buttocks, all the way to the crotch.
Cheongyeon was white all over. The only part that was dirty was the area around the mouth where Muwon’s own blood was stained.
Tsk, Muwon clicked his tongue and let the other go. Cheongyeon, who was staggering badly, fell to the floor. Only then did he wipe his mouth with his hand. He didn’t even realize that his butt was hitting the floor as he fell backwards.
Just when Muwon was trying to speak to Cheongyeon, who was twitching wildly like a child abandoned in the cold,
Clang! The closed iron door was flung open and slammed against the wall.
“Tae Muwon!”
The man who came in out of breath was none other than Peira’s boss, Tae Cheonoh.
His frown deepened when he saw Cheongyeon naked and Muwon bleeding from his hands. As soon as he heard that Muwon had brought Cheongyeon to the warehouse on the 5th floor, he came down immediately, but by the looks of it, it was already too late.
In the end, Muwon turned around without saying anything to Cheongyeon.
“Let’s talk later. Treat the wound first.”
Tae Cheonoh sighed and took out his handkerchief and held it out. On the other hand, Muwon slapped his arm away as if it was a nuisance. Instead he reached for his thrown suit jacket and pulled out his wallet.
Oh, so what does drinking his blood do? Does he have some special kind of “powers” too? And I knew he wasn’t going to use his fists when he caught him like he said he would. 😂 Thanks for the chapter! 💜💜💜
noooooo!! Necesito saber que pasa, necesito maratón de capítulos ❤️ gracias por tu trabajo Misacchi
He’s immune since he had his blood as a child right?
I went and re read that chapter the kid had bloody hands but I don’t think it was his blood
it says he slashed his own palm and fed cheongyeon